Last night we said farewell to Loady, one of our dearest college friends who leaves Albuquerque for a Ph.D. program at Texas A&M.
It was sad.
And tonight we're saying goodbye to Grant & Kelly, some of our dearest church friends who leave Albuquerque for a future in euchre somewhere in the Midwest.
It is sad.
Moving is hard, but in many ways, worth it. I'm grateful for all the places God has allowed me to live in, each precious in its own way. Moving makes the world seem smaller and America more familiar. And moving justifies lots of singing of "Friends are friends forever," and "Pray for me," by Michael W. Smith. "My place in this world" by him is also a good moving song.
Another thing I always wanted to do when I moved away was to schedule a synchronized outdoor singing of "Somewhere out there" from American Tail with a distant friend. I don't think I ever actually did this, but I always thought it would be the coolest thing ever to do. If any of my distant readers actually want to try this, I'm game.
If not, at least we can still blog!
1 comment:
Mrs. J, I will sing with you.
In turn, I want to HEAR you sing at least one verse of "Friends are Friends Forever..." with Emiley Erb.
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